Nature vs. Nurture

Is it possible at two years old that we've really influenced Fisher to be such a guys guy? I mean after all he spends most of his waking hours with his Mommy and I am by no means a tomboy. Fisher's latest idea that has me pondering this whole thing has been his infatuation with hockey. Several weeks ago we went to one of Uncle Shandy's hockey games. Then last week, completely unprompted by anyone, Fisher wandered down to the basement (Andy had the basement door open while he was working on something) to find a softball and a car snowscaper and brought them upstairs and proceeded to hit the softball around the house with the snowscraper. We asked him what he was doing and he said "playing my game" we asked him who else played that game and he said, "Uncle Shandy." Then the other day the neighbor kid was outside in his driveway playing hockey with a couple buddies and Fisher must have stared out the window watching those boys for a half hour straight. It's been a week and snowscraper hockey is still his favorite game well, actually I've put the snowscraper up and redirected him to a very lightweight plastic bat and ball to save my wood floors and avoid potential serious injury to his brother who scoots around closely behind chasing his brother. What a pair! My biggest prayer is that if it is our influence that persuades him toward such "little man" behavior that we're leaving an even greater impression with him about the importance of leading a life that is pleasing to his Heavenly Father. I am so thankful that the Lord reminds me in silly little ways like this just how important to Him my role as Mommy is.